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The Area

Old Town is basically just what it sounds like, it’s the remnants of Carcosa’s previous life, before the modern nights took hold and money and influxes of steel and glass were a staple across the city of ten million people. The buildings here are squat, mostly because that’s how they were built in those days, but also because when the riots started – they started in Old Town.

For a little history lesson, Old Town’s residents attempted to become unincorporated space just a couple of years before the riots in the late 1970’s. Carcosa didn’t want to lose that portion of it’s growth and population, so it refused and filed lawsuits against the community leaders. The population of Old Town, mostly blacks and poor whites, didn’t have the capital or the influence to fight back, so the movement dissolved, but the feelings remained.

When the sickness started, it hit Old Town the worst. Fueled by venomous hatred, they started the riots then and there. The largest and “most agreeable” structures and buildings to the “new” Carcosa were the first to be victimized by the fire. After the fires got out of control, in defiance of the people’s wishes, the politicians and enforcement officials remembered what those same people in Old Town had said about them on the news just years before. They stopped the fire trucks from coming and left the people of Old Town to rot in their fiery blaze. While Old Town burned, too late did the residents realize their mistake to start fires in their own backyard, so to speak. When no aid came for them, many of them had to abandon their homes without insurance and try to scrape up what little cash they had to find a place. Generally, that put them right into the cheapest – and inhospitable – neighborhoods. The influx of people brought more density, and with more density, the crime in Old Town skyrocketed.

Now, Old Town is a shadow of it’s former self. Half-burnt buildings and derelict lots overgrown with weeds and grasses litter most of the area. Almost every bridge, underpass and standing wall has some form of graffiti on it, designating the territory of some gang or group. The feeling of displacement is stronger than ever in Old Town, but it’s mutated from fiery hatred to an icy cold one. Beatings, rapings and other crimes of aggression are at the top of the charts of the area, while murders are strangely lower. It’s as if people just go out looking for a fight every so often, to try and release some of the pent up steam from their life’s predicament.

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